His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Chapter 283

Chapter 283

Elena

‘8 missed calls from Rona

‘From Elena

To: Rona

I’m alright, don’t worry about me. I’ll call you back later!”

Confused, I looked down at the key in my hands as I blocked off the sound of the waiting area. I didn’t even know what I was doing here or why I even felt the need to come-but it had somehow turned out this way.

Anya…

I squeezed the key in my hands as I thought about her request. The key was meant for Marvin and only him. Would he survive?

“Elena!”

No, not again.

I jumped up from the bench and stepped back in fear as I looked at my dad, who was trying to force his way into the waiting room. “No, sir-this is only meant for close relatives!” Two nurses held him back.

“But she isn’t a relative, she’s-

“Sir, that’s his wife.”

“No, that’s my daughter-and as far as I’m concerned, she does not have a husband!”

“Elena!” My dad called out once again. My brother, Alex, who had quickly noticed that it wasn’t going anywhere, held him back and pulled him away. “Dad, let’s go.”

“Elena, come here right now!” My dad yelled out as Alex dragged him away. I looked from my shaking arms to the key in my hands.I can’t leave. I can’t do that.

Not after Anya’s wish, and not after Marvin is fighting for his life because of me.

Two hours ago

My body froze as bullets flew across the room. Was this real life? In what kind of movie did I find myself in?

Marvin wrapped his arms around my body and turned me around to shield me while I held my hand in front of my ears with only one thought running through my mind. I am going to die, these are my final moments, and I’m going to

die.

I closed my eyes and prepared myself to take my last breath, but before that could happen, everything had suddenly stopped. Was I dead? Was I in heaven? Was I in hell?

“A-Anya?” Tiago broke the silence. It was enough for me to turn my head, and I could not believe my eyes. Anya’s body was covered in blood.

I ran over to Anya’s side and turned to look at the same man who had been all up in my business and interrupted me earlier in the hallway.

I’ll call

tears streaming down his face, Tiago placed his hand behind her

“Tiago-”

“Don’t say anything, don’t!”

and held her hand for support. She was still alive,

worry. He’s

barely finish my sentence before Tiago left Anya’s side. “It’s taking too long!” He called out before he ran out of the room and was entirely

Anya whispered. I squeezed her hand. “He’ll be

the floor. “H-him,” She whispered. My heart nearly beat out of my chest as I

my wrist as I tried to get

her head.

there was still no one in sight. “T-take… “Anya moved my hand

head, forcing me to free her from the necklace. I figured it might’ve been hard for her to breathe with that thing around her neck, so I freed her from her

words. Her eyelids dropped, and she slid into a state of unconsciousness. She was probably just tired. That was it. Anya would survive. She had to survive.

at the key in my eyes as I was still trying to process all that happened.

for Marvin? That must’ve been it. She

slowly turned around. I was in a state of shock, seeing Marvin on the floor in a pool of blood and tried to keep it

“M-Marvin?” I fell to the floor. He

changed into a pale shade. With shaking hands, I moved

“Thank god.”

He was alive.

how he used his body to protect me from the flying bullets. This was all my fault. He would’ve never been

a blur, and all I could remember was how I rushed down the stairs as

of the guests and his family or the fact that Anya was

the tears streamed down my eyes, I didn’t even know why I cried or if it was

The paramedic whispered. “You know what, get in!”

“Thank you!”

and right before the door could close, I turned around with wide eyes, recognizing a familiar face. It was my dad

and stared at me, shocked.

Marvin’s wife, and

spoke in a whisper.

closed and watched how my dad and Alex

“Ma’am.”

of the man in front of me and scanned his uniform with my eyes. It was a cop. Was there more news about Marvin? Marvin and Anya were both in surgery, and I was slowly getting

“Ma’am!”

his hand while I looked down at my own, which had been covered with blood

his hand.

my hands. “I said we would like to see you tomorrow, for your statement?”

“Statement?”

“Your witness statement?”

intimidating look in the man’s eyes told me it would be for the best to cooperate. “Right, I’ll

tomorrow.”

He smirked. “So, how is your

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